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Edgar Ramirez in a deleted scene from The 355 (2022)

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Hook ran his ship like, well, the Navy —not that he would know what that is— which meant nothing happened on there that he didn't have express knowledge about. Nobody dared cross him. If they did, they found out the hard way just how expertly he manipulated his titular appendage.

So this one quiet night, hearing a commotion in his private cabin, he needed to set someone straight.

"Who dares board the Jolly Roger without my approval...?" Hook asks, slowly approaching the noise, his hooked hand guiding the way. "Choose your words carefully, matey, as they may very well be your last..."

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"Don't take this personally, pal," Hercules begins, hands above his head to indicate a lack of malice for the stranger. "But I could probably take you with any sorta weapon you'd have in your hands. Not that I want to. But I could, ya know, do it..."

Not the best way to meet a stranger, but he had to establish his might somehow...

"But right now, I'm not exactly at my best... I think I wandered through a wrong portal, and now I'm wherever, well, this place is... the name's Hercules. As in, you know, son of Zeus... some would even call me the God of Strength—"

And then he flexes his mighty muscles to convey that.

"Impressed...?"

Location: Somewhere with an archery range

Open to: Anyone

With one eye closed and an arrow nocked on his bow, the famed thief of Nottingham focused on the target that was the furthest away from where he stood, wanting to both show off his feats as well as keep his aim sharp. Slowly breathing, he made sure that the lined up the shot as perfectly as could, imagining it as a bag of coins hanging on the belt of some aristocrat and his arrow cutting the bag to let the coins fall, and as the wind shifted, he paused as the breeze carried someone's scent towards him, their boots crunching on the dry grass beneath it.

"You know," Robin spoke as he turned to look over his shoulder at the person approaching, "it isn't wise to walk up on someone with a weapon in their hand." As he spoke, and with his eyes focused on the other, he released his hold on the arrow and allowed it to fly where the arrowhead pierced the wood on the target - right in the middle of the bullseye. "But lucky for you, I happen to never miss my target."

A toothy grin pulled at his lips, then, as he turned to face them fully. "There something I can help you with, or were you just wanting to test your aim too?"

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"Hmm? Oh, yes, that is me!" Ariel confirms, excited to meet the handsome man before him. Strangers, he always thought, were just new friends he had not had the pleasure of acquainting himself with yet. Not that he was a total stranger, thought.

"Titus has told me such much about you...! You are even more, well," he begins, already blushing in the other's presence. "Regal than I was told... I am so, so honored to meet you! Maldonia, where is that...?"

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"You must be the Ariel I have heard so much about," Naveen spoke as he approached the red-haired beauty, a smile pulling at his lips and causing his dimples to etch into his cheeks. "Mi amor, Titus, spoke very highly of you and I just knew... I had to meet you. Please, allow me to introduce myself... I am Naveen, Prince of Maldonia and Titus' partner in business, dance, and in the alcoba..."

As he spoke, Naveen moved to bow in front of the other, continuing to flash his grin that caused his eyes to shimmer ever so lightly. "It is an honor to meet you, hermoso."

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Maxime is mildly surprised by the blatancy of Yukine's flirtation —bordering more on seduction— but it's not unwelcome. He craved to be taken like this. It excited him. But he must play cool for now. Hard to get. He liked for his suitors to earn their prize.

"Why don't you find someone private for us and you can find out for yourself?" he suggests with a quirk of the eyebrow. "My new form hasn't been, you could say, broken in yet..."

Yukine raises a curious eyebrow. Then to confirm his curiosity he surreptitiously but brazenly moves a hand to feel the front of Maxime's trousers. He grins when his suspicions are confirm.

"Oh no issue at all, young lord," he says, licking his lips. "I've more than enough experience to please you with. Is this a new form of yours?"

Even more fascinating. Perhaps Yukine can seduce the man enough to bring him to Huldre for an extended time?

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"Rory Fields," Carmine repeats, heat dripping from his lips and onto those words as they escaped his mouth. Coming from a man as intense and seductive as Carmine, the emphasis was notable. Not that Rory would have known this. Not yet.

"And what journey are you enjoying, exactly? It must be a good one, if it has brought you here before me tonight."

A king. Of course. Just by the way he's standing and carrying himself. Of course he'd be a high-ranking royal. Seems Rory can't sneeze without it being in the direction of a royal these days.

He doesn't back away as Carmine steps forward. In fact he straightens his back and looks into the slightly taller man's eyes.

"I'm Rory Fields. No titles as I said. Just a young man enjoying a journey."

He lets his gaze wander down King Carmine, licking his lips as he takes in what he can see even with the layers of red finery.

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[ gonna stop flopping this weekend asdfgghh ]

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Gaston, admittedly, found himself taken back by the admission. Even a little bit offended, frankly, and he did not hide this well. A man of subtlety... that was not Gaston. Not in the slightest.

His eyebrow quirks upward. "Gaston does not share, dear boy... one cannot risk the possibility of being a third wheel," he purrs, sitting up to paw at the younger man's lithe, toned body. "Plus, I do not share my toys well, which is good news for you..."

And even better news was the sensation of Pan's tongue on his cock, made even better by an unexpected tap at his asshole. "Oh, what is that...?" he chuckles heartily, not anticipating that stimulation but not hating it. "Want to claim Gaston's ass, do you...?"

there were only a handful of times peter pan's feet actually touched the ground. one being in bed sleeping, another — in the arms of an extremely capable lover. the other occasions vary depending on the circumstances, but peter more often than not preferred to be levitating or flying.

so when he garnered the attention of an extremely handsome and brawny yet rather boastful gentleman in a tavern, peter decided to give the pixie dust a break for the evening. safe to say, he was certainly attracted to the gorgeous bloke. peter doubted anyone could say no to those incredible muscles. and he had to admit, the sex was fucking amazing.

"what can i say? i aim to please," the redhead countered with a wicked smirk. he leaned up on the bed, chin resting on the palm of his hand. "also, no offense — but i needed to find an effective way of shutting you up. i never had a hookup who talked so much before." despite such harsh words, there was no malice in peter's tone. as a matter of fact, he aimed to compliment his partner in a unique way. "i did enjoy hearing you moan for me, though."

at the mention of another guest arriving shortly, peter gave a nod. "not inviting me for a threesome, got it. i must say i'm rather hurt by that," he teased, getting up to stretch his arms. "if our time is limited, i'm happy to take seconds." peter shifted on the bed and positioned himself in between the body builder's legs. "you left such a wonderful and creamy present inside of me. figured i'd return the favor." he bent down, teasingly dragging his tongue along gaston's cock and traveling south to the tight hole in between those beautiful ass cheeks.

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[ hiatus for about a week but i will be working on whatever i drafts have in interim ]

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@princetaled

As two men of the sea, Hook was bound to run into Eric sooner than later, but he didn't expect just how famously they would get along... normally these royal types were stuffy, boring, and incredibly unattractive. To Hook, anyway. His tastes were eclectic.

No other royals throughout the realms would let Hook tie him up like this, leaving them prone, bound, and nude in his bedchambers on the ship. A prize to be treasured if Hook ever saw one.

"I'm glad you've seen things my way, King Eric," Hook purrs, sneering at his gorgeous sight, running his hook hand (curved side, of course) down the other's bulky, virile form, teasing him by the nipple with cool, curved metal.

"As much as I would love to ride your cock tonight, that's not what I'm feeling in the mood for... and you best cater to what I want, or let's just say you'll wish you were walking the plank instead..."

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[ like and i'll throw up something for one of yours and hook ]

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"You're an immortal king, and I'm an immortal stud... whatever we have to tell ourselves, isn't that right? Nobody will believe us if we don't believe ourselves, I always say..."

But whatever bravado Gaston tries to project, Yukine's cool, shivery hand and naughty mouth does it best to reduce him back to a whimpering fool.

"Oh, that's nice—" he coos, watching as the other toys with his erect nub. "Keep doing that and you can put me in the town square stocks for all I care..."

"And I'm an immortal king," Yukine says, squeezing Gaston's cock tight in his hand. "Your mortal ego is of little consequence to me."

He hums as he continues to stroke Gaston back to full hardness in the vice grip. Truly an amazing specimen of a man. An earned ego for certain.

"Perhaps I'll just chain you to my bed and take you inside me whenever I please."

He leans down to lick on Gaston's nipple. He's teasing, though if the man thinks it's a real threat, that would make this next round all the more sweeter.

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"Well, whether or not you're succeeding at being politeness, you are at least trying, which is more than I can say about some people...! The other day, someone told me my handshake is as weak and limp as a fish, and I felt very offended by that... some of the strongest people I know have gills...!"

"Oh, you are going to Stefan's gala? Exciting! You and him should meet with me and Eric! We love going with couples!"

"No, no," Titus says, blushing as well. "I... I'm the one so obviously not maintaining politeness."

He gestures to where his pants are obviously bulging from arousal.

"But no, my partner isn't here with me. He offered to stay behind for a time to make sure our home was settled. He's going to meet me at Stefan's palace."

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Ughhhhh, not this guy. Hercules loved his family. Truly.

Except, perhaps, Hades. His lovely uncle.

Trying —and failing— to pretend he didn't notice the older man, Hercules relinquishes and faces him. With a strained, pained grin, of course. Among his many talents? Smiling through the pain.

"Uncle...!" he begins, with barely convincing enthusiasm. "I don't know what you mean, Hades... can't we just get along for one night, hmm?"

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After spending a few years in the River Styx, Hades was certainly ready to get back out there and enjoy life once more. Sure, he may now have a few more scars on his body from where the souls had ravaged him, but he was still himself - and with the portals opening and the different realms welcoming everyone, not just the heroes? Well... He was never one to turn down a good party.

What he didn't expect, however, was to see his nephew, the very one that had thwarted his plans of overthrowing his brother to be the King of Olympus.

"Nephew..." the Lord of the Underworld started as he approached the son of Zeus. "Funny meeting you here... Tell me, have you ruined the dreams of other family members, or am I just special?"

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Some part of Carmine knew that Illandro's worship of him was performative, because what choice did he have? Carmine considered himself a vain main. No shame in it. He liked being appreciated. He worked so, so hard to give the denizens of Wonderland —or the Reds, anyway— a decent life. The least they could do was show him the respect he deserved.

Illandro just went the extra mile in doing so.

His mouth... always so warm, so wet. The sensation of the Knave's mouth on his cock elicited a long, unbroken, satisfied moan from the king, his voice booming in the lush bed quarters.

"Molto bene..." he says, praising Illandro with a fond pat of his cheek, watching as the younger man began sucking and licking exactly like he wanted.

A man of such stature and presence was intimidating, even to Illadro, and he had been in the King's service for years now, fully familiar with the King's ways, with his demands and his desires, and above all, his body. His huge body.

His biceps were huge, his pecs and ass like pillows but solid, a perfect Wonderland contradiction, and his cock remained to be one of the most impressive parts of his body. In moments like this, its size only served to rile Illadro more into a horned frenzy as his tongue circled the King's balls, lapping at them and pulling them into his mouth, suckling them slowly and teasingly.

Eyes never stopped looking up at the King's face, wanting to witness first hand every single second of pleasure he could pull from this godly body as his mouth moved back up towards the tip of the King's cock, considered kisses placed on it before he leant in and took it into his mouth. Adjusting his throat took some time, but he knew the King's impatience so kept his own hands busy, grabbing at muscles, massaging into skin, pinching and squeezing and rubbing any part he could reach.

Illadro pushed down, taking the King half into his mouth, moaning as he did. The King wanted worship and admiration, the Knave would give that to him all night.

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"I think you'll find I know exactly what hardships you've likely endured. We all endure them, to some degree. My lofty standards, as you put the, were created by my hardships. I refuse to accept anything less than the very best for myself, despite what others think I may deserve..."

His face inches closer and closer to the other man's as he speaks, an air of seductive flirtation between them.

"Then why don't you show me? Right now...?"

Crewel's lips parted into a wicked smirk, teeth glinting as he did. "You do not understand the kind of man I am. The hardships I have endured and the challenges I have overcome. If you think your lofty expectations are going to scare me off, Darling..."

He leant in, bristles of hair on his face brushing against the others ear, "-you have another think coming."

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[ will try to do a big catchup tomorrow addffggrfeferg ]